Just Writing :)

Does anyone else ever feel the need to write, but then once you have a moment to sit and write you have no idea what you want to say? That's about where I've been at the last few days. And I'll apologize in advance for my scattered thoughts, this will very likely not be the best example of my writing (don't tell any of my professors...)
Life up here in Rexburg is pretty great- I have some of the best friends I could ask for, and they just live down the street! And now if the weather would cooperate life would be even better! You know, I didn't really mind the snow at first- it was kind of pretty, but this is just never ending. I swear the clouds are capable of thoughts and they sit up there and watch us, "I suppose we could let some sunshine through our dark accumulation of moisture." "Oh no! Too much sun! You can see the sidewalks again! Better dump another foot of snow overnight and then snow throughout the day, just to be safe." It's like a game or something. The sky must be extremely bored if it feels the need to tease my mind like this constantly for five months straight every year. It's all good though- Allie's roommate has one of those lamps that a person would use to combat SAD, and so we use it whenever we're studying for math tests- and that my friends, is how you remain happy in the constant winter up here. You know, I'm actually grateful for the snow in someways because if it's warm enough to snow than the temperature isn't in the negatives again, yet...
Allie has introduced me to Everwood and Gilmore Girls- and oh my goodness they're amazing, I don't know if I've gone off about them on here yet but I am thoroughly enjoying watching them with her.
So no mission call yet, sadly. But I know what MTC I'll be reporting to (which most of you probably know about since you more than likely saw it on facebook,) but I get to spend six weeks in Mexico learning Spanish! I'm so excited! I've started reading my scriptures in Spanish to try and get some of my language skills back. I still don't have the skills to carry a conversation, but at least I'm at the point where I can read something and translate it in my head into English.
And Valentines Day is this week. Yay... Allie is going to Utah, and Laurel is going to Utah, and all my roommates are going home- or to Utah... (are you seeing a trend?) At least Lydia will still be here! And maybe I'll study for midterms while everyone is in Utah. What's the point of Valentines Day anyways? Shouldn't we treat everyday with the people we care about like a special day? What if they're not here tomorrow? I'd rather that people showed/told me that they cared about me when they wanted to rather than on a day of the year that our society makes people feel guilty if they don't do something special for the people in their life. Sorry, unplanned rant. Well I guess you all know how I feel about Valentines Day. I didn't really have that strong of an opinion about it until I moved a couple hundred miles away from my family. Something about that makes you realize how blessed you are to have people that care about you even when you're dumb and treating them awful. Somehow they still forgive you and let you know that you still matter to them.
On a completely different note, I made GF bread today! And guess what? I think this is one of the few times that I've actually gotten it to turn out! I could have used a larger pan as the crust got a little darker than I would've liked, but it was cooked all the way through, and it wasn't tough or chewy, and it isn't a solid brick, and best of all? It tastes so good! Actually, the best of all may be that when I eat it my insides don't act like they're eating themselves- but that's beside the point.
Ok, I'm out of random things to spew onto a blank page- but this has been fun. And congratulations if you made it all the way through that, thank you for letting me relieve my need to write at any of you wonderful people who actually read this stuff I post :)

Cookies and Firefighters

So this evening I was over at Allie's with Jessica and Leah because we decided to make cookies. We tripled a batch of cookies (so we'd have enough for us+roommates and some to eat) and it was a lot of fun. In between putting batches in the oven we watched Gilligan's Island. And then we heard it. A sound like burning and melting and boiling- I really don't know how to explain it. So Allie went to the kitchen to check it out, and there were sparks coming out of the oven... what do you even do when that happens??? Well Allie turned off the oven (well first she accidentally turned it all the way up-it was stressful and scary, alright?)  When that didn't make it stop sparking we googled what to do. Annemarie found something that said to turn the oven off and leave the door closed for 20 mins and if it hadn't stopped then to call 911. Needless to say, 20mins later there were still sparks coming out of the closed oven door. So after trying to flip off the breaker and seeing no change, we called 911. I don't think I mentioned yet that all 4 of us were completely hysterical. So when the policeman that was in the area showed up to check out what was happening it looked completely set up. Just imagine, four girls laughing hysterically staring out the window for the firefighters with a table full of cookies. Yeah, he didn't look like he believed us until he walked into the kitchen. He flipped the breaker again (apparently there were two switches, which is why we were unsuccessful) and that helped it stop. And then the firemen walked in- fully dressed with their hatchets and crowbars. The element in the fire had caught fire and just destroyed half of it- it wasn't anything we did, it just chose to die when we were using it. They pulled the oven away from the wall for us and unplugged it, leaving us with the instructions not to use it again, we definitely weren't planning to! We offered them cookies as they left and then fell into a little more hysterical laughter after they were gone. I still can't believe that actually happened, but here's some pictures!